Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an abrasive blaster in Invercargill is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the grind. I grab my coffee from that little joint on Dee St. You know the one? The barista’s got a killer smile, but man, she’s always outta my fave blend. Ugh!
Anyway, I’m chugging my flat white, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. I head to the job site on Spey St. It’s a big ol’ warehouse, and I’m ready to blast away. But guess what? The compressor’s acting up. Like, seriously? It’s making this weird noise, like a cat trying to cough up a hairball. I’m fuming!
So, I’m there, trying to fix it, and I’m sweating like a pig. I mean, it’s Invercargill, not the Sahara! But the weather? It’s all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. Classic NZ, right? I’m just about to lose it when my mate, Dave, shows up. He’s got this goofy grin, and I’m like, “Dude, not now!” But he’s got a pie from that bakery on Tay St. You know the one? The one that smells like heaven?
I take a bite, and suddenly, life’s good again. I’m munching on this pie, and I’m like, “Why can’t every day be like this?” But then, bam! A seagull swoops down and snatches the rest of my pie! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I’m ready to throw hands with a bird!
After that, I finally get the compressor sorted. It’s blasting away, and I’m in my zone. I’m feeling like a rockstar, just me and my gear. But then, outta nowhere, this guy walks by. He’s wearing a suit, looking all fancy. He stops, stares at me like I’m some kind of alien. I’m like, “Bro, I’m just blasting here!”
He starts talking about how I should be more professional. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not here to impress you!” I mean, come on! This is Invercargill, not a fashion show! I’m covered in dust, and he’s judging me? Whatever, man.
So, I finish up the job, and I’m feeling good. I head over to the local pub on Esk St. You know the one with the best craft beers? I grab a cold one, and I’m just chillin’. Then, I see this group of locals playing darts. They’re loud, having a blast, and I’m like, “I wanna join!”
I walk over, and they’re super welcoming. We’re laughing, throwing darts, and I’m feeling like I belong. It’s moments like these that make all the craziness worth it. I even win a round! I’m on fire!
But then, just as I’m about to celebrate, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need you back at the site.” I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I just wanna enjoy my beer! But duty calls, right?
So, I head back, and the day wraps up. I’m exhausted but happy. Invercargill, you crazy place, you’ve got my heart. From the dodgy compressors to the seagull heists, it’s never a dull moment. I crash on my couch, thinking about tomorrow. What’s next? Who knows! But I’m ready for it. Bring it on, Invercargill!